"Hmm..." Following that, Zhuang Zhixuan let out a series of whimpers from her mouth.
Then, like a child who hadn't woken up, she made a string of humming noises and hugged Suo Lun even tighter, entwining her limbs around his.
Unexpectedly, this tomboyish woman had such a tender and foolish side.
Opening her beautiful eyes, she looked straight at Suo Lun first thing.
Her eyes suddenly turned icy cold, and she raised her hand, ready to strike Suo Lun dead with a single palm.
Zhi Yan didn't move, just looking at her.
Her expression complex, she glanced at Suo Lun, then proceeded to walk away.
"Wait..." Suo Lun said.
"What?" Zhuang Zhixuan asked coldly.
Suo Lun said, "Witch Yuanyuan might still be outside. You going out alone could startle the snake in the grass."
Zhuang Zhixuan was silent for a moment, then remained standing where she was.
"I'm sorry," Zhi Yan suddenly said softly from his arms.
